So, got the goods?
Never you fear, the pixie man is here.
My kids have been begging for one of these for years.
How do you make it stop scream--
Sorry, yo. This sale's off.
- Unh! - Jake!
It's cool, jakey.
We got your back. Aah!
Actually, it would appear
that we've got your backs, love.
Good one, Frankie.
But what's with the accent?
Just something I've been working on.
Kind of a fetching super villian thing?
Ha ha ha! We should beat up on people children more often.
I was just thinking the same thing about goblins.
I shall have my revenge!
Ok, Frankie, enough with the accent.
Trixie, spud, y'all ok?
We should've had those ugly runts.
Hey, don't sweat it.
Y'all were tons of help.
Help?
We're just a couple of useless sidekicks.
Pump them brakes, spud.
We got useful all up in here.
What about that time we snuck Jake out of panderas' tower?
Right into panderas himself.
A'ight, well,
we saved him from rotwood.
After we sold him to rotwood.
Dang, we reek, yo.
That's not true!
Hey! Want to help me
let the pixie out of her cage?
Yeah! Yeah, yeah!
Now you're talkin'.
Now, you have to be careful
'cause she's a little riled up.
Aw, hey, little pixie.
Aw, don't worry.
We're here for you.
Spud, watch it!
If you shake her up too much, she'll get-!
Sick.
Dragon up!
Whoa!
Ya heard!
Jake! Get back to work!
Aw, man.
Easy, gramps.
We're only going for a weekend.
The more we have, the more smoothly things will run.
Yo, when I was packing, you said,
"light luggage make for light burdens."
For every proverb, there is an equal and opposite proverb.
Plus this way, you can carry mine.
Fu dog, do you have all the emergency numbers I gave you?
Right here.
Whoops, wrong fold.
Don't worry about a thing.
We got it all under control.
I told you you couldn't stack them 30 high!
Maybe not horizontally,
but let's try vertically!
Trixie and spud are gonna help fu watch the shop
while we're on the dragon retreat.
Are you sure you two are ready for this responsibility?
Hey, we may not be able to spew flames...
Or make Lacy pillowcases with one swipe of our claws...
That was for Rose! I swear!
Careful, you'll rip it!
Watching an electronics shop for a few days.
They'll be fine, gramps.
Besides, you can't leave fu dog
in charge of the place alone.
Why, 'cause he's a talking dog?
I can fix it.
You two just go and enjoy your trainer-student retreat.
We are totally on this.
Bring on the customers.
There are no customers, are there?
No.
Have you ever sold anything
to anyone... Ever?
Well, there was this one fella
but turns out the guy fell off a St. Patty's day float
and needed medical attention.
Look at me! Whoo! I'm all ears.
I tasted some of this candy fu had, and then--
Those are incredibly powerful magic ingredients.
What does this one do?
Whoo! I'm ambi-dangerous!
Kid! What's this one do?
Yes! I'm losing my head!
What about this one? No!
Not my instant sunshine.
You never know when you might need a sunny day.
You have really done it this time.
Kid, what'd I tell you just 5 minutes ago?
Don't touch anything.
And if a big toothless guy named morty
show up saying, "where's the money"?
Tell him I moved to machu picchu. Got it?
Um... aah!
I guess I wasn't really paying attention.
And I forgot to tell you.
A friend of yours stopped by.
Come on in, morty!
Where's the money?
Ok, how about we all just sit still and--
I'm sorry. What were you saying?
Don't touch anything,
I got a few hundred years worth of magical mojo to reorder.
Hey, Veronica, sweetie.
The fu needs a delivery, honey.
Right now isn't a very good time.
The biker trolls are back in town.
They're running rampant!
Someone's got to do something!
Hey, watch it!
All right, hold tight, Veronica.
I'm on this thing.
Ok, we gotta call Jake.
Yo, hold up. What's going on?
Biker trolls. Usually harmless.
But, occasionally, they come into town looking for trouble.
We need the American dragon to give them a good scare.
Um, is this a 2 or an 8?
I thought dogs weren't supposed to sweat.
They're not supposed to talk, either, honey.
Keep up, there, would you?
We gotta figure out a way to scare off these trolls.
Wait a minute...
See, now, dog, you're trippin'.
Yeah, we're just sidekicks.
We can't fight trolls.
We can't even fight pixies.
We can't pull off this dragon business.
After the beating we took yesterday--
Hey! If you would shut your sassy mouth for 2 seconds,
and space boy would get his head out of the clouds,
these mountain trolls are real mama's boys.
And if there's one thing they're terrified of,
all you've got to do is show up, and they'll run, screaming.
You sure about this?
Hey, come on. Have I ever led you two astray?
The only thing better than a Tijuana hot dog
is chasing it with cold, fresh, Mexico tap water.
My intestines will never be the same.
Ok, so that's that.
Look, all you two need to do
is show up at the magus bazaar in a dragon suit,
for this costume to pass as the real thing. You got it?
Um, yeah, I guess we could handle that.
Right, spud? Totally.
Good. Then let's get over there.
Over where? Magus bazaar, kid.
The magus bazaar!
Yeah, of course. I think I had an aunt magus once,
and she was kind of bizarre. She...
Ok, we're doomed.
Or maybe it was aunt Angus.
Ok, you can do this.
Nice and simple-like.
Dragon up!
Yo, listen up, trolls.
Am-drag is in the hizzouse!
So y'all better just roll on out of here
before I open up a can of act right, ya heard me?
We got this thing all wrapped up.
It's show---unh!
Ooh, magic doormats!
You can wipe your feet,
and then transport to a distant locale.
Aah!
Spud, listen to me.
We're a dragon now.
Focus!
Gotcha. Let's do this.
A'ight, which one of you
wants your troll selves beaten down first?
Let's high-troll it out of there!
That's right. That's right. We the dragon, baby.
We kick troll!
You trolls better run.
You the sorriest excuse for creatures
that I have ever seen!
And don't even get me started
talkin' 'bout your mama.
What did you say about our mama?
Ok, bad move.
Insulting a troll's mama
is about the worst possible thing you could do.
Dragon's goin' down now.
Who wants dragon for dinner?
Say your prayers, reptile.
Raaa!
Sun!
Take cover!
It burns! It burns!
Mountain trolls turn to stone when the sun hits 'em.
Lucky for you two.
If it hadn't been for Trixie's big mouth,
we would've taken those trolls.
My big mouth?
If you hadn't been dreaming about those magic doormat thingies,
those trolls would've been long gone.
Hey, you can fight about it later.
Right now, we gotta get back to the shop and figure out a plan
before these guys thaw out at sunset.
But I'm serious about you two fighting later.
My money's on Trixie to scratch spud's eyes out,
but you never know.
Then again, if spud lands a surprise punch--
We're closed.
I mean, canal street electronics.
Never had a customer. Never made a sale.
How may I help you? Heh heh.
What did you destroy this time?
Hey, nothing!
No, straight, it couldn't be better.
Gotta bounce. Bye-bye.
Bad time to make a call, gramps.
Ok, I got some ogres in staten island
who owe me a few favors.
Ogres?
Yeah, well, what about me and spud?
Look, sister, this is serious now.
You guys had your chance, and you blew it.
Come on, fu.
We can do this.
We're just a couple of helpless slackers
who aren't worth a second chance.
Yeah, I gotta go with the slacker thing. Now, these ogres--
Hold it!
It was your idea we put on the dragon suit in the first place.
So I suggest you stick with the plan,
or gramps will find out that you made us do Jake's dirty work.
Ok, the fu always carries a secret stash of magical ingredients.
If you're gonna do this, you're going in armed.
Yes! Fu dog's gonna give us extra arms!
I'll take 8.
No, make it 17!
Not that kind of arms, kid.
A little butterfly spit--bang.
Some essence of bat sinew--baboom.
And one eye of newt, which does nothing,
but you gotta have newt in a potion.
You just gotta.
Ok, what just happened here?
As long as you're in the suit, you got dragon powers.
Not as much as Jake, but maybe enough to take out a few trolls.
We've got dragon powers?
We rock!
That's right!
I am dragon. Hear me roar!
Whoa!
Ooh, our bad.
You ready to take on some trolls?
Yeah, we on this, baby!
Whatever it takes!
Ok, let's get to training.
Training? You mean, like, work?
You mean, like, now?
Yes, now!
Whoa, fu doggie dog.
We gotta catch some shut-eye.
Yeah, plus it's, like, Saturday.
Of chilling, hanging out, and loitering planned.
Well, Jake always manages to balance
sleep, chilling, and dragon training.
Yeah, but... Yeah...
Aw, man. Aw, man.
Ok, let's start with tail moves.
The costume is bewitched to move
when spud moves his, tail area.
Wow! Ha!
That's some motion in my posterior ocean.
Ok, but the trick is learning to control it.
Ok, come on. Knock me down.
Give it a good swish.
Hyah!
Come on. Give me your best shot.
You a dragon or a--doh!
Unh! That's some left hook you got there.
It's one thing to fly. It's another to own the sky.
Flap, flap, flap, flap!
Whoo-hoo! I can see my house from here.
You guys are really getting the hang of this here.
Barrel roll!
Kid, no!
You got cargo!
Aah!
Fireball training.
Yo, dog, we was born ready.
Me and spud are so on top of this thing,
we gettin' short on oxygen up here.
Ok.
Dragon fire.
On 3.
2, 1...
Whaa!
The dragon head is the end that breathes fire!
You gotta pay attention, dude!
Well, you said me and spud, meaning me.
Well, you're always saying something, now, aren't you?
Aah! Unh! Unh!
Yeah! Yeah, baby!
We got the tail moves down!
Whoo!
Ok, this is the part where you put it all together.
I've taken the Liberty of drawing up my will,
so as soon as I get this thing notarized--
Hey!
Ooh...
Holy biscuits, you kids really got the hang of this thing!
You're awesome!
You're great!
You're crushing me with blocks of pain.
Yeah, we're still working on the landing.
Well, you're gonna have to work on it at magus bazaar,
because it's show time.
Darn pigeons!
That was my favorite shirt.
Man, I hate it when that happens.
I know what you mean, trolls.
Unh!
Aah! Aah!
Yeah, I taught 'em everything they know.
Yeah, that's right.
We gettin' dragon with it now.
Old school. Nice.
Hey! Hey!
Oof!
Unh! Unh!
Hyah!
Whoo-hoo!
We are kicking some serious troll business.
Speaking of serious troll business...
It's mama.
Mama's coming.
Is this all you got for mama?
Sweet sister molasses,
your mama's even uglier than I thought.
I don't think that's gonna help.
Yeah, ok, you're right.
You ready to do this?
All for one!
And one for all!
Raaa!
Which one of you two insulted mama?
He did. She did.
Abort! Abort!
Let's get out of here!
Unh! Unh!
Magic door mats!
Let's glide!
You haven't paid your tab since '96!
Morty!
Where's the money?
Get 'em!
Whoa!
Excuse me. Pardon me.
Hey, I'm flyin' here!
Aar!
Aah!
Are they gone?
No!
Barricade the door.
We got enough food and water to survive for days.
Luckily, you kids knocked over all those snack carts.
Canal street electronics.
Never had a customer.
Never had a sale.
How may I help you?
Trixie?
Live and in person, baby.
What's shakin', jakey?
Gramps said you sounded a little weird before.
Weird? Who's weird?
Everything's running slicker than grease, baby boy.
Here comes mama!
Boys, take this place apart!
Whoa!
Yo, what's that noise?
That's just spud's stomach grumbling.
Yeah, you know how homeboy can't handle his cheesecake.
Yeah, well, gotta run.
Bye-bye, babe.
Aah! Unh.
Bad time to make a phone call.
Aah!
Magic b.I. So we can fight these trolls!
I'm all out of magic b.I., remember?
Come on, spud. Let's take these guys.
We can't do it!
We're not dragon enough!
Well, then we're just gonna have to show mama
exactly what these sidekicks is made of.
Here's mama!
Whaa!
Yikes!
Dragon powers or not,
you trolls are about to get the business.
Raa!
Smile, mama.
Unh! Aah!
You trolls are toast!
Whoa!
Hey, yo, spud,
toss me some more cds!
Whoo! Wow, I wonder what this one does.
Kid, no! What did I tell you
about getting into my stuff?
That's my last...
Instant sunshine!
Mama!
Hey, look here. Your mama ain't the only one
who'll be taking a trip down stonybrook Lane
if you uggos don't pack up your bad selves
that's what you get for messing with us.
Yo mama is so turned to stone that--
That's probably enough.
We did it!
Yeah, we did it, baby!
But that was all you, spud.
Accidentally pulling out the instant sunshine...
Chasing the trolls off with your big, fat mouth.
Ha ha ha! Yeah!
And, as usual, the talking dog gets no credit whatsoever.
You think gramps will notice
all the missing inventory that we broke?
That old man hasn't checked the inventory for--hey!
How was the retreat?
Surprisingly painful.
How was your weekend?
The usual.
Turns out mountain trolls are now scared of two things.
Dragons, and Trixie and spud.
Just some good, old-fashioned sidekick whoopin'.
Well, I'm just glad
that everything turned out ok
while we were-- Aah! Uhn.
Why are there motorcycle tracks on my ceiling?
Aw, man.